GridcosmLevel 638 of 4693
Created on Jan 15, 2001.
Grid poemAnd Kate scanned for smokestacks and Luther was scarfin' down a short stack in the outback with a hot buttered yak when I heard the slippery truth I knew we'd never really think mechanically. ---i can hold two pieces of doo-doo in my hand--- calf sad jet Who needs love when you got a gluegun?Who needs to talk abot life when you can chew on a piece of rubble,son and chaka and holly got it on - fast and furious while luke cruised for sleestaks
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AdministriviaThis is Gridcosm engine version 2.931.
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